...And into the second page we go.Honestly,even though i've always believed that I would one day publish my story,I feel great just knowing that i've written more than one page.That this act of writing was more than just a mere whim.
June 1st,19xx:The day I was born.(Take a guess as to how old i am,winner gets a round of applause.) I've always wanted to start from the beginning,although there's not much to say here.All i can remember is that I earned the reputation of being a troublemaker.According to my relatives,I once went up to a cat that used to come by our neighbourhood often,grabbed it by its' tail and swung it around madly(And this was when i was 3). So all you animal rights activists,PETA and everyone else who strips to show their disapproval,please,PLEASE excuse me.I was only three years old.Don't hold it against me.I can assure you that I no longer do any such thing.
Then there was the time i nearly killed my mother's uncle.Yep,you heard that right.
It was less murder and more manslaughter actually and again this was when I was 3.My parents had left me on the table with my uncle sitting in the chair next to me.Apparently my parents didn't really consider putting me next to a rock-hard coconut to be dangerous.Boy,were they wrong.As soon i got my hands on it,i rolled it off the table and it just missed his head.Alright,it might not have killed him,but it sure as hell wouldn't have felt nice.Add to this list the time i locked my parents out of the house,locked myself in the fridge,shoved a marble up my nose and basically created hell for everyone around me and you've got a pretty eventful infancy.Only now I wish I could go back to those times where i created hell for everyone else and I had not a thing in the world to worry about.It's funny how kids as they grow up want to be adults and adults as THEY grow up want to be children again.If they ever discover the fountain of youth,you can bet that i'll be the first in the line to try it.(This doesnt go to say that I'm old,just mature for my age.)
NOTE : I feel this page isnt very good and I think I can do much better.After all,this is just a very basic outline of my soon-to-be complete novel.I'm a little disppoint with the work i've done today,but i think a little feedback would help a lot.I would appreciate it if you,the reader,could mail me on your thoughts on this book.(and by book i mean the two lousy pages i've written.)I think it would go a long way.My email ID is : Kimiraikkonentheiceman@gmail.com (Dont ask.)
June 1st,19xx:The day I was born.(Take a guess as to how old i am,winner gets a round of applause.) I've always wanted to start from the beginning,although there's not much to say here.All i can remember is that I earned the reputation of being a troublemaker.According to my relatives,I once went up to a cat that used to come by our neighbourhood often,grabbed it by its' tail and swung it around madly(And this was when i was 3). So all you animal rights activists,PETA and everyone else who strips to show their disapproval,please,PLEASE excuse me.I was only three years old.Don't hold it against me.I can assure you that I no longer do any such thing.
Then there was the time i nearly killed my mother's uncle.Yep,you heard that right.
It was less murder and more manslaughter actually and again this was when I was 3.My parents had left me on the table with my uncle sitting in the chair next to me.Apparently my parents didn't really consider putting me next to a rock-hard coconut to be dangerous.Boy,were they wrong.As soon i got my hands on it,i rolled it off the table and it just missed his head.Alright,it might not have killed him,but it sure as hell wouldn't have felt nice.Add to this list the time i locked my parents out of the house,locked myself in the fridge,shoved a marble up my nose and basically created hell for everyone around me and you've got a pretty eventful infancy.Only now I wish I could go back to those times where i created hell for everyone else and I had not a thing in the world to worry about.It's funny how kids as they grow up want to be adults and adults as THEY grow up want to be children again.If they ever discover the fountain of youth,you can bet that i'll be the first in the line to try it.(This doesnt go to say that I'm old,just mature for my age.)
NOTE : I feel this page isnt very good and I think I can do much better.After all,this is just a very basic outline of my soon-to-be complete novel.I'm a little disppoint with the work i've done today,but i think a little feedback would help a lot.I would appreciate it if you,the reader,could mail me on your thoughts on this book.(and by book i mean the two lousy pages i've written.)I think it would go a long way.My email ID is : Kimiraikkonentheiceman@gmail.com (Dont ask.)
